Spring Break

I learned something this past week, and I hope I never forget it. Here it is:

True rest is like true freedom; it comes at the price of wisdom in choices and sacrifice.

How did I learn that, you ask? Well, this past week was my school's spring break, and I pretty much sat on my butt all week being lazy instead of grading and planning like a good teacher ought. Yes, I know that teachers deserve vacations, too, but trust me, this was not good. Not good at all. I'm going back to school more weary than I was when I started this week... Granted, I did accomplish some things; I sold a car and bought another, and I cleaned out my stuff in my parent's basement. I went for a kickin' bike ride, read 4 books, hung out with friends, cleaned my room, had lunch with my sister, baked a quiche, and sang in the worship band at church. Alright, alright... I changed my mind. It's been a good week, or at least not a total waste. Maybe it's time to stop thinking about all of the things that I could have gotten done, and focus on what did happen. Still, it makes me think. We really do have a lot of choices in life (especially concerning how we use our time, etc...), and we need to make them wisely.